I got this name I cut from glass
I cut too deep and cut too fast
Now I
belong with you all bored on the inside
And oh I know I cut you deep
I
close my eyes and watch you bleed
Now I belong with you all border line
And that's why
I, don't have much need for photographs
Because I, hate
everything that comes to pass
And how I love to watch you sleep
I close
my eyes and watch you dream
Now I belong with you all borderline crazy,
Maybe that's why
I, don't have much need for photographs
Because I,
hate everything that doesn't last
Alone in the middle of every room
Alone
in crowds, alone with you
I'm afraid, deeply afraid.
And If I had more than
just words
And I gave it all to you
Would you tell me
I'm the one
I'm
the only one
I, don't have much need for photographs
Because I, hate
everything that comes to pass
Oh my God, you've got me pegged
But I don't
mind, cause you've been said
To hold the key, to everything
That's locked in
me, so let in
But all my life, I ran away
But not this time, I'm not
afarid
Of anything, or anyone
Are you with me?
I, don't have much need for
photographs
Because I, built bridges that were meant to last
Why don't we
build each other, for each other
Oh my God, I know
This is the only thing
that makes me live
